How Many Times Lyrics – Baby Money
Singer: Baby Money
Title: How Many Times
Yeah, go
f#ck the whip, i’m droppin’ ashes on the red leather
Threesomes every day, i think i finally found my damn fetish
Left her for another b#tch ’cause her head better
She told me she don’t need a n#gg# ’cause her man petty
The plug told me cuh, i’ma win, i think i’m craig petties
First to the third, we ain’t givin’ out no damn credit
Back on the car, so when i aim, it make my stance better
Grip on the glock, so when i shoot, it keep my hand stеady
Y’all down two, we still spinnin’, hope your mans ready
Dirty nails, nеver seen my face, but my hands in it
If i ain’t get on feet myself, then my mans did it
Drop a n#gg#, put him on the ‘gram, killer cam, n#gg#
This ain’t no srt truck, this a lamb’, n#gg#
Hand on my pistol, through my life, i done hammed n#gg#s
Can’t talk crazy on the ‘gram and be a family n#gg#
Work make me wanna cherish money, i used to scam n#gg#s
How many times i told you we was gon’ get with you? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we was still spinning? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we gon’ come and get you?
You got tricked off the streets and end up dyin’ with your n#gg#s (how many times?)
How many times i told you we was gon’ get rich, b#tch? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we gon’ be the sh#t, b#tch?
How many times i told you we was still lit?
Don’t call my phone about no ho if she made it to my list, man (how many times?)
Ha, i don’t know how many times i blew at his #ss
I’m quick to slide down a n#gg# block and shoot at his #ss
Got one n#gg# creepin’ at his door and two in the grass
You better not shoot at that n#gg# legs, you better shoot at his head
Man, i’ll slide down, blow the fully out the striker ’til the clip on fire
Like a lighter, this murder for hire
Have bro catch him in the county, stab him up, michael myers
Don’t care who b#tch it is, i’ma get her if i like her
New patek on, skilla, i see you stackin’ pros
Leave with some hoes, that’s just what i do at my shows
Psych, nah, i’m boostin’, man, you know i don’t f#ck fans
Every time i make twenty thousand, i tuck ten, ha
How many times i told you we was gon’ get with you? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we was still spinning? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we gon’ come and get you?
You got tricked off the streets and end up dyin’ with your n#gg#s (how many times?)
How many times i told you we was gon’ get rich, b#tch? (how many times?)
How many times i told you we gon’ be the sh#t, b#tch?
How many times i told you we was still lit?
Don’t call my phone about no ho if she made it to my list, man (how many times?)
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